Emily J

Sean King

English

Oh God…
who am I?
Am I part of this universe,
or just a stranger inside it?
She whispered to herself.

The investigator opened his eyes and said : she said and I felt 
A victim I never met but she’s in my head and felt what I felt 
What could’ve happened next

“Calm down,” the investigator said. “You can’t help me by spiraling out and letting the voice in your head take over.” The woman nodded and took a few deep, shuddering breaths. “Good,” he said. “Now, let me know what the victim is telling you so we can solve this murder.”

“One can tuna, mayonnaise, diced celery, dill, garlic, salt, pepper. Mix and spread on lightly toasted bread. Top with sliced pickles”, the psychic intoned. “So the victim is contacting us from beyond the grave to give us a tuna sandwich recipe? Why?!” The investigator asked.

Untitled